"I could not help but harbor resentment toward you, nor could I avoid blaming you. Yet, in the end, these were my own choices. I hold no one else responsible.Moreover, there has always been a secret I never told you.Before I met you, you were not the only woman I had known. I had a fleeting affair once—one night, nothing more. We met at a social gathering. She was beautiful, gentle, and bold enough to approach me. I, young and reckless, intoxicated with wine and impulse, responded in kind. But by the next morning, she was gone. I never knew her name, her identity, or how to find her again.I should have told you before our marriage, but selfishly, I feared you would leave me, so I kept it hidden.A few months ago, DNA I had left on file at a hospital unexpectedly matched my biological daughter. Overcome with emotion, I secretly went to see her. She is just like her mother—beautiful, capable, a remarkable girl. Yet I knew, no matter how talented she was, you would never love her.
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